After I wrote my last entry about things, and how I do not feel such attachment to things anymore, I looked in my jewelry box. I’ve had this thing forever, I can no longer remember who I got it from or just when, but I always loved this box and kept it in storage when I moved to Japan. It is like a time-stamp, I stopped filling up this box with even more new things about 2 – 3 years ago, and opening it up again I found all these precious little things I used to love. Not ready to wear them any time soon, but at least they looked sparkly in pictures.